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What u mean you ain’t nasty? Why the fuck you came, why the fuck you came? Why, why, why the fuck you came? Don’t you see the grill, candy on this frame What u mean you ain’t nasty? Why the fuck you came Don’t be pushing on my buttons Wait a minute motherfucker Bout time niggas see the real Old school car with the grill Gaining those valee can’t help you bout a top bill low It ain’t shit I can do about it White clean, everyday’s a holiday Getting paid, everyday’s a balling You ain’t seen the pimping till you see me on the corner Last time your bitch hold me but I ain’t want Get money motherfuck, fame Tryna break a hole and make change If you knew me from the …then you knew that I was tipping You’s a motherfucking lie, if I ain’t dripping Mississippi What you know about it? …steel cold on, my …came with a fold on it So if you riding and you down for the smash So what you mean, what you mean, what you mean What u mean you ain’t

Goodbye cold, goodbye rain Goodbye sorrow, and goodbye shame I'm headin' out west with my headphones on Boarding a flight with a song in the back of my soul That no one knows I just found out her ghost left town The Queen of California is a-steppin' down, down Hello beauty, hello strange Hello wonder, what's your name? Looking for the sun that Neil Young hung "After the Gold Rush" of 1971 I just found out her ghost left town The Queen of California is a-steppin' down, down If you see her, say hello Just don't tell me, "I told you so" Joni wrote "Blue" in a house by the sea I gotta belive there's another color waiting on me To set me free I just found out her ghost left town The Queen of California is a-steppin' down, down, down Get down

Idon’t take much strength to pull a trigger But try to get up every morning day after day and work for a living Let’s see ‘em try that Then we’ll see who’s the real tough guy The working man is a tough guy [Hook - Alicia Keys] Party people say, party people say Ay it’s a new day, it’s a new day World is gettin’ ready, everybody’s ready, yeah! For a new day, for a new day, celebrate and say A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Aye [Dr Dre - Verse 1] I woke up this morning thinking ’bout the old me When I was feeling like, miller light and OE But now I ride on some conscious shit I’m getting bread while I toast to my accomplishments Only one I can have a problem with is myself It’s probably why my only competition is myself From today to the morning The Doctor just rock to the same drum Fuck the past, forgot where I came from I got the club rockin’, uh I got your girl jockin, uh Me and Fif’ still in this bitch We going the distance with you party peo

They jingalin' baby, go head baby They jingalin' baby, go head baby They jingalin' baby, go head baby They jingalin' baby Jingalin', jingalin', jingalin', she jingalin' Jingalin', jingalin', jingalin', ooh she jingalin' Jingalin', jingalin', jingalin', go head, she jingalin' Jingalin', jingalin', jingalin', go head, she jingalin' Go head baby, go head baby, do that sh-t, now jiggle that Go head baby, go head baby, do that sh-t, now jiggle that Go head baby, go head baby, jiggle it, now that do that sh-t Jiggle it baby, jiggle it baby She jingalin', she too legit She seems to know, just what to do with it She proud of it, other women gotta really acknowledge it Cause when she hit that stripper pole, her booty swallow it So go girl, go get it, go girl, go kill it See if your girl went my girl Your girl gone get the business And we gon take a sip of that

With you by my side I felt like I'd arrived I was lost and found I feel kinda selfish And selfish is helpless I dragged you down We somehow delayed it I played it so basic we fooled our crowd So nice on the surface But somehow we burnt it Now words don't mean a thing You don't have to say nothing Say nothing Cos your eyes do the talking You don't have to say nothing Say nothing Cos your eyes do the talking I get home at half five We fight til the sunrise We wont back down The subjects worth hiding It's high stakes we're riding It all falls down Twice strikes the lightning The night had me high under its dark spell Now I fight back, you fight back Won't wave your white flag Our words don't mean a thing Don't speak Don't speak no more Cos your eyes do the talking Don't speak Don't speak no more Cos your eyes do the talking You don't have to say noth

Been going round and round all day Bailin' some hay and stacking it all up Can't wait for the sun to go down, Roll into town, shine the old truck up Swing by the quick stop, grab a little Shiner Bock Then ease on out your way To your place around 8 o'clock Well I'm just ready to ride this chevy Ride this chevy down a little backroad Slide your pretty little self on over Get a little closer turn up the radio Put your pretty pink toes on the dash Lean the seat back, man I swear There ain't nothin' looks better than that Sweet tan little thing with nothin' to do I wanna take a little ride with you I hope you're wearing those frayed-out cut offs Makes me wanna get lost out in the moonlight Drop the tailgate down on a turn row Watch the corn grow, baby, that's a good night Anyone from the heartland is gonna understand What I'm talkin' about, right now Ain't no doubt, we got a game plan